The Faceless Groom
The day has come
It’s finally here
I know he’s the one
A day filled with cheer
Such a sight to see
In his tuxedo and tie
Giving his heart to me
Until the day we die
Flowers in my hair
A long white dress
He can’t help but stare
And to that night caress
Up to the alter
He gently guides me
When preventing my fall
A Faceless Groom is all I see
The face is blurred
No features to comprehend
Only his tender voice and loving words
My way he sends
The ceremony continues and remains
He comes in near as I give a kiss
Once the vows exchanged
To a man of nothingness
At first I am always struck
With shock, fear and dismay
But I always seem to grow
To fall in love with him that day
As he comforts me
From a mouth I can not see
And I touch his face
Like reaching for outer space
A Faceless Groom I marry each night
It’s magic I feel in my dreams
And we dance and we love every time
I’ll find him one day it seems
Copyright © Andrew Shannon | Year Posted 2014
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